The heat's back on, the fan is back in the bedroom, I've brushed my teeth and done my nightly routine. The door is chained, the aquaria lights and all the others are off, so both the fish and I have better rest. I don't even think I am up to music tonight--I'm pretty sleepy. Good night.
Born, like other comic book characters, out of an otherwise trivial but life-changing animal bite, the Rabid Librarian seeks out strange, useless facts, raves about real and perceived injustices, and seeks to meet her greatest challenge of all--her own life.
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Thursday, March 03, 2016
Saturday, July 02, 2011
Patience is a virtue
The ibuprofen and a few natural endorphins kicked in, and I finally got comfortable and slept. I just woke up to having a non-existent husband in a non-existent game die because the game master rolled a 7 on a 6-sided die. He showed me. I guess that was nonsensical to the point I woke up.
Now I'm back to a 2-3 on the pain scale. That I can deal with. Since the right side keeps going dead, I moved my mouse over to the left here as well as at work.
I went outside to get a soda from the laundry. All is quiet and warm and a bit misty. It's dark of the moon. I can feel Hekate's presence everywhere.
I'm thinking about trying to do notes now, even though it's in the middle of the night. I don't know. Every time I sit at the computer for more than five minutes, my entire arm goes dead, which means I type horribly. But it's not like it's going to be substantially better tomorrow. I could get up early and do it, but it'll be just as much a challenge. I wish I could just dictate my condensation. Let me go see when I have to leave tomorrow to get over to my friends' by noon or 1. Then I can plan from there.
Now I'm back to a 2-3 on the pain scale. That I can deal with. Since the right side keeps going dead, I moved my mouse over to the left here as well as at work.
I went outside to get a soda from the laundry. All is quiet and warm and a bit misty. It's dark of the moon. I can feel Hekate's presence everywhere.
I'm thinking about trying to do notes now, even though it's in the middle of the night. I don't know. Every time I sit at the computer for more than five minutes, my entire arm goes dead, which means I type horribly. But it's not like it's going to be substantially better tomorrow. I could get up early and do it, but it'll be just as much a challenge. I wish I could just dictate my condensation. Let me go see when I have to leave tomorrow to get over to my friends' by noon or 1. Then I can plan from there.
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